Death was a quiet evil, unavoidable like the dark night and defenseless sleep and tearful sorrows. It had hunted her down and slithered close, wanting only to smother every last flicker of
Write the ending first and then you'll know before the opening sentence that it's going to be a good book.
A new star shines bright.Angels herald the good news.The Christ child is born.
Sometimes poets expect me to think far deeper than I'm willing to dig.
Stop tormenting Derian.Me? Edgar gaped at her with a clearly fake look of innocence.Yes, you. And what about you? When will you stop tormenting him? Edgar moved past the young queen to approach the un...
Have the wisdom to perceive all there is to be thankful for, and then be thankful for the wisdom to perceive things so clearly.
If you ever expect to write fairytales, you've got to get your head in the clouds.
A writer writesregardless...even though...notwithstanding...despite...at any rate...anyhow...nevertheless...in the face of...undeterred by...heedless of...and because.The true writer simply continues...
Hallelujah songcarries on a gentle wind,heralding a king.
I love writing poetry because it's pretty. I love writing pretty.
Mary and Josephhuddle snugly together.They cradle God's son.
I'm a sucker for curiosity's whims.Does that make me a cat person?
Do you feel that? It is a calm shift in the wind. Do you hear that? It is a soft whisper of hope. Do you see that? It is the divine hand of guidance, mercifully extended to aid our good fight.
A picture may be worth a thousand words, but those well-arranged words are worth a multi-million-dollar motion picture.
You try moving things with nothing but willpower. It's about as easy as trying to lasso a bull with a licorice
My love for you reaches beyond the borders of continents, so vast in scope that I would cross oceans to be with you.Yes, but does that same love penetrate so deep as to dare thee to sink to the oceans...
Writers possess magic. It's in their w
I hang around kids so people will assume when I act like one it's because I'm babysitting.
As a writer, I see the saga of your life in a single glimpse. It may be inaccurate, but my version doesn't lack for creativity.
Gingerbread houseswith gumdrops and peppermintand marshmallow snow.
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